Floating
Numb.
Not really feeling anything.
Not knowing what you really
like or feel.
You just sit back and go with
the crowd.
You connect with people with
lies.
Falsehood of who you really
are inside, because you really
don't know.
So you make up this character.
You put on a play for those
around you.
They title the play as your life.
When in reality, it is nothing
like you.
The character you play is
strong and sure.
But in reality.... Your just
there.
Floating aimlessly.
Hoping to one day truly feel an
emotion.
Because you used to be able to
turn them on and off.
But now, they stay off and only
appear when there is anger,
guilt, or sadness to be felt.
So you try to hope.
Honestly you do.
For the life that never was.
And maybe, if it's In the cards
for you.
Someday you'll feel happy
inside.
But the most you can do is
wait.
Just wait....
Copyright © Ashley Maddox | Year Posted 2013
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